I just got this message: A French canadian guy came across a guestbook entry at a certain hostel in valpo. He was astounded that the entry happened to be yours, as he had bumped into you in cusco and el chantel. He then proceeded to tell us about your numerous bodily complications.. followed by the […]
My second contribution to the Volette travel blog is up. It guides you through the most interesting ruins of Cuzco, Peru (with pictures). You can read it here. I found that I liked Machu Picchu a bit more after writing and thinking about it. For more on Peru, check out my Peru travel guide.
I was going to pass on Machu Picchu but the peer pressure was too great. It was an expensive notch: $75 train ride to the town nearest Machu Picchu $12 round-trip bus ride to Machu Picchu $40 entrance fee $7 rip-off mini pizza in town That’s fine as I can say I took this picture: […]
I hopped on a local bus back to Cusco after a visit to the Incan ruins of Pisac. The bus was packed so I had to stand in the aisle, and was faced with the serious decision of whether I should give ass or crotch to the gentleman sitting down next to me. I had […]
I have parasites attached to the wall of my small intestine, sucking away my nutrients and causing unspeakable bathroom adventures. I saw a doctor and she prescribed me something to defeat the flagellated monsters that are dampening my already mediocre South American experience. The only side effect is urine that has a neon yellow appearance. […]
I was only going to stay in Lima for a couple nights but the nightlife sucked me in and I ended up staying for a week. Tuesday. There is a mall built into a beach cliff called LarcoMar that has several clubs, including Bartini, a house venue that is most similar to Spank back in […]
Last Tuesday night I went to Bartini, an unfortunate name for what is an okay house club in the very wealthy Miraflores area of Lima. At around 2AM I was leaning against the bar near the front of the club, keeping my eye on a drunk bodybuilder who earlier fell on his ass and tried […]
I talked to a girl who showed me a stack of napkins with notes written in Spanish by Ecuadorian men, mostly waiters. She couldn’t understand them so I translated. They were all along these lines: It was nice to meet you. You are very pretty. I hope I can see you again. firstname.lastname@example.org Juan My […]